I had never questioned existence prior to 2007 before all this shit commenced. Now more than ever, I find myself questioning the very fabric of existence. What is the point. How can one live happily knowing that one day everything you have ever known will cease to exist. Lost to the damaging effects of time. Some day my love will die, some day. Some day my entire family will die, some day. Some day my beautiful pets will die, some day. Some day everything I have ever known will suffer nature's cruel fate, but I'll be long gone. No matter how desperately I try to simply block out these thoughts, they persist. Guarded by my unbearable logic. I can't simply forget, I can't simply deny nature it's ceromony, but I can choose to protest. I can't bare the thought of watching everyone I love die before my very eyes. Therefore I feel there is only one option. Perhaps it would be best to simply dissappear. Is one considered a coward should he choose to deny Nature it's right of ceremony.